Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cuba and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing A Flock of Seagulls to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by DNA. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moleskins,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Grass Roots,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oblivians,
Basic Channel,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roxy Music,
Fat Boys,
Soft Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Chrome,
Ken Boothe,
Moss Icon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Unwound,
Arab on Radar,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alton Ellis,
10cc,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Black Pus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonic Youth,
John Lydon,
The Doors,
Alphaville,
Zapp,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Archie Shepp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fela Kuti,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Kinks,
Maleditus Sound,
The Birthday Party,
Bill Wells,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Das Ding,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gerry Rafferty,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dead C,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anthony Braxton,
Drive Like Jehu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.